Stories of the Venture (Freeform Serenity)

[King Tius]

Stories of the Venture

It is a bustling day at the Eavesdown Docks on Persephone. The spaceport is chocked full of people and the skies are almost black with traffic from ships zooming through the air. On these docks, crowded amidst the street vendors, vagabonds, harpers, and thugs are ships of every make and model imaginable: from the largest of the old cargo freighters to the sleek new personal cruisers of the incredibly wealthy. A man could make a real life decision standing in these docks. One step onto any one of these ships would lead you to a life of adventure out in the black.

How curious it is that our tale does not begin at the Eavesdown Docks. Instead, we turn to a large field some 15 miles from the docks. Owned and operated by the sleaziest man in all the ‘Verse, the place is called “Louie Chan’s Shipyard.” Though this name is painted sloppily on a rusty sign by the trailer Louie lives in, everyone from here to Boros knows this place as one thing only: “The Graveyard.” Here lay the shells and skeletons of many a ship, packed similarly to the Eavesdown Docks but lacking the bustling life underneath. Boats are parked here for all manners of reasons and nearly every one of them has an occupant, whether legitimate or not. As you disembark the train and make your way to the Graveyard, you see the looming hulls of these vessels from several streets away.

Through one way or another you came to hear about a crew being chartered by a man who referred to himself as “The Duke.” While many of the crews being assembled at the Eavesdown Docks were looking for very specific crew positions for very specific ship assignments, this one came across as much more mysterious. All the initial message had indicated was that “crew and shareholders” were “invited to take a gamble” to “undertake a venture in private shipping.” The location of the initial “shareholder’s meeting” and the discretion with which you received word of it suggested that this crew would be quite different from that of the standard freelance establishment popularized by certain television shows. Seeing as the last Fed you passed was boarding the train at the Eavesdown docks, you can’t help but wonder if the location was chosen purposefully to avoid the Alliance’s prying eyes.

The initial message also came with a ship name, one that draws a smile to your face as you finally pick it out amongst the ruins. The Venture, an Orca class mid freighter, sits facing the sunset as you assemble outside. She looks like a fairly new ship, especially compared to the pieces of junk around her. Those with an eye for ships can tell that she’s been stripped of all her essentials, though a glance near her rear suggests there’s still an engine aboard. A sign is posted on the closed (and locked) door to the main cargo hold, saying simply “First meeting 6:00 pm.”

OOC: You arrive at the Venture in the order you post, at the time you specify. We will be using this ship, designed by yours truly. Here’s a quick MS Paint job of the exterior (this ship was named the E.F.N.Y).

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